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Chapter 322: Feng Ya's Frame-Up (1)

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If you have something in your heart, no matter how sweet the food is, it will taste like wax, and no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will be tasteless. So Zhu Youcheng ended his travel plan in disappointment and returned to Beijing.

Unlike Zhu Youcheng's depressedness, the soldiers of the Jinyi Guard were very happy. Some had their families and were eager to go back to Beijing to visit relatives; some knew that they had a wife after returning to Beijing, and were anxious to see what their wife looked like.

What happier than the soldiers of the Jinyi Guard were the officials along the way. They kept sending memorials to the capital to report the Jinyi Guard's itinerary. Zhu Youcheng was the favorite minister of Emperor Tianqi. Reporting his itinerary could allow the emperor to remember their names when he was relieved of his longing. If he was in the heart of the emperor, it would be difficult for him to not become successful in the future.

Originally, these officials were worried that the Jinyiwei would be overbearing and harass the villagers, and were preparing to suffer some losses. They found a way to make up for the Jinyiwei's disaster. The money they robbed and the things they stole were compensated at the price. The murder was a bit troublesome, so they had to pay some funeral expenses. Anyway, the Jinyiwei was ordered to kill people, and it was no different to seeking death. When the villagers saw the money, they knew the origin of the perpetrator, and I believe they would not cause too much trouble.

However, when the Jinyiwei passed by, the officials were relieved. Because the Jinyiwei basically did not cause trouble for the villagers, they were always stationed in the wilderness, and occasionally someone went to the market to buy goods, and they also bought and sold them. They never bullied others with their power.

The officials couldn't help but sigh: "It is worthy of being the official of the Ming Military Academy. He controls the Jinyiwei who no one dares to provoke like a good baby. The Jinyiwei who does not harass the villagers is the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty."

In fact, the officials were wrong. The Jinyiwei actually harassed the villagers, but they were not harassing the living, but the dead.

As soon as the Jinyiwei arrived at a certain place, he immediately sent someone to ask if there was an unmarried woman who had recently passed away in the local area. Once the target was discovered, he would immediately contact the family of the deceased and buy the woman's body.

The Ming Dynasty was a male man who was favored by the woman and was not interested in the woman. The family members were naturally willing to see that the woman's body could be sold for money. A few people who were unwilling to do so. The Jinyiwei did not forcefully buy it, but instead looked for another target.

Most of the family members dug out the bodies, handed them to the Jinyiwei and left. Some families with deep feelings for the women stayed to see how these Qiu Ba would treat the bodies of their relatives.

They found that the Jinyiwei placed the coffin directly on the pile of firewood and burned it to ashes. Then they put the ash into a white magnetic jar, and put the white magnetic jar and another white magnetic jar into the same wooden box.

They didn't understand the meaning and asked Onmyoji.

Onmyoji pondered for a moment and smiled and said, "Congratulations, you have added a son-in-law. The Jinyiwei program should be a ghost marriage. Perhaps a soldier in the Jinyiwei died. The soldiers were not married before the soldiers died. It is rumored that unmarried men in the underworld would become wandering ghosts, so they were looking for an unmarried woman to marry an ugly marriage. Anyway, your daughter passed away before she got married. Now she gets married, and she can give birth to a good family in the next life. And I heard that Beijing has established a Ming Warrior Temple. As long as she sacrifices on the battlefield, she can enter the temple to receive the tribute from all the people. Your daughter has married a good family."

They were overjoyed and couldn't help but run to the barracks to thank the Jinyiwei for their gratitude.

When the Jinyiwei left Sichuan, he suddenly chased after him, a thousand people.

The leading man shouted: "Mr. Zhu, bring us!"

The guards brought the leader of this group to Zhu Youcheng and found that he was actually an old acquaintance - Gu Long, one of the four great heroes.

As soon as he saw Zhu Youcheng, Gu Long bowed his head and bowed.

He said angrily: "Mr. Zhu, you have allowed us four heroes to join the Jinyiwei. Now that we are back in Beijing, how can we not bring us with you?"

Zhu Youcheng smiled. He felt relieved when he saw the barbarians love the Jinyiwei so much.

He asked, "Where is the Ming Volunteer Army composed of tens of thousands of prisoners? Is no one cared about it?"

"How can we pass the volunteer army to Lord Zhu Xieyuan long ago. These thousand people were carefully selected from the captives. We quietly asked General Chen about the methods of recruiting soldiers by the Jinyiwei, and used this method to assess soldiers. More than 6,000 people passed the test. We found out that the Jinyiwei reduced the number of troops to about one thousand, so we conducted another screening. They selected one thousand people. They knew Chinese and were smart, so they were the most suitable to be Jinyiwei." Gu Long explained with sharp teeth.

Zhu Youcheng was worried about the reduction of the Jinyiwei staff. Now he has gotten better, and there are a thousand backup troops.

Zhu Youcheng was a very suspicious person and asked worriedly: "Have all these thousand people been tested?"

Gu Long patted his chest and said, "All have been tested. I dare to use the head to guarantee it."

Zhu Youcheng smiled and said, "No need for a head. I have cut off a lot of heads. If you don't lack this one, just use your salary as a guarantee. I will take time to assess the soldiers you bring. As long as there are unqualified ones, I will deduct road fees from your salary and give them to them so that they can go home safely."

Gu Long agreed without any trouble.

Gu Long did not lie. Everyone of these thousand barbarians, including the four heroes Gu Long, Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng, and Wen Ruian, passed the test. Later, these barbarians also became the backbone of the Jinyiwei. With Zhu Youcheng fighting south and north, he made great achievements. This is a later story, so I won’t mention it for now.

When I walked outside Changsha City, I saw green rice seedlings in the fields outside the city, lush grass on the ridges, big trees in the distance like umbrellas, and wisps of smoke from the chimney on the roof, which was a leisurely farm life.

Suddenly, I heard a mountain song coming from afar. It was probably because of the excitement, so I could speak out my feelings.

In my impression, few Han people sing folk songs, but ethnic minorities sing and dance. Several ethnic minorities even boast that they are singing and dancing ethnic groups, showing off their singing voices and dancing skills in front of Han people.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding. There are many Chinese folk songs, but they cannot be heard in the temple and can only be appreciated in the fields. For example, in history, Feng Menglong compiled a collection of folk songs "Guizhier", which included 435 Chinese folk songs.

Hearing the folk songs, Zhu Youcheng couldn't help but smile. This is the hardworking people, this is the happy people. In order to protect this happiness, what can I do if I work harder?

Suddenly, Ma Yunniang rode a horse to Zhu Youcheng, her face flushed with anger.

"Sister Yun Niang, what happened? Who bullies you? Tell me to me, I'll help you bully you back."

Ma Yunniang shook her head and said, "It's not me, it's those people."

Zhu Youcheng was a little confused and asked, "Who are they?"

"Brother Cheng, listen."

Zhu Youcheng listened with his ears, and sure enough, a faint singing voice came.

The lyrics are vaguely: "A girl from the countryside comes to the city, and a girl from the countryside (no) wears shoes. Why not marry into the city, wear silk and shoes underneath."

Zhu Youcheng smiled and said, "It is normal for young people to fall in love with each other and sing folk songs to joke around. It is too unsightly to force themselves to intervene. I won't do this."

Ma Yunniang said angrily: "It's not a joke, it's a ridicule. A few young men in gorgeous clothes came out of the city. When they saw a group of peasant girls who were beautiful, they started to laugh at them. You don't know how depressing the smiles on their faces were... How shameless and shameless."

"Maybe it's because those young men are too ugly. But it's not their fault to be ugly. Ugly people also have the right to pursue happiness. Maybe those young men really like those peasant girls, and it will be a good thing to be in pairs at that time."

Ma Yunniang just refused to rely on her and insisted on Zhu Youcheng's help.

Zhu Youcheng said intimately: "I will die if my fellow Taoists do not die. For the happiness of my official, I have to let those young masters down."

Zhu Youcheng thought for a moment, cleared his throat, and sang softly in the tone of the mountain song: "Young man in the city (young man) don't laugh at me, I have many benefits to beat barefoot. I can carry a hundred kilograms of loads up the mountain, and pick up paddy snails in the fields."

Ma Yunniang was overjoyed and said, "This sentence is well replied, and it can make those little streamers speechless."

Before Ma Yunniang took action, she saw a horse and arrow running out next to her, but it was Feng Dingbang, a thousand households.

It turned out that Feng Dingbang was poor since childhood. Before joining the Jinyiwei, his sister at home had no shoes at all and always wore barefoot, just like those peasant girls.

He heard the young men teasing the barefoot girls, and he felt like they were laughing at their own sister, and they would have been angry. If it weren't for the strict military rules of the Jinyiwei, he would have come forward to beat those guys up.

Now that he has the lyrics, why don’t he hurry up and teach those fools a lesson? (To be continued.)
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